Queen of The Masquerade Ball کے بول

She lays her cards out on the table She always gets what she's going for--and a whole lot more Got the movers and the shakers Quaking inside their mohair shoes After all there's nothing to lose (chorus) Cracking that whip Making her own decisions Taking no lip Living with no conditions There's only one thing that she's missing She never tells anybody--she's missing it more and more each night And though she cries when she's alone By the morning she's ready to go She's got the light Chorus Everything's fine Just as long as they do it her way Living with style She's got it all Hail to the queen of the masquerade ball And though she cries when she's alone By the morning she's ready to go She's got the light Chorus Everything's fine Just as long as they do it her way Living with style She's got it all Hail to the queen of the masquerade ball